Mind Your Own Business

Mind your own business? What? Where's the fun in that? I've never really been one to mind my own business, but I know how annoying it is when nosy people try to mind MY business.
I have an 11 year old son (Number One Son) & he is pushing the limits of acceptable behavior. He is getting in trouble for the dumbest things. Common sense things. All a part of the "growing up" angst he is going through, according to his principal.
His friends are doing it too, so he's in good company. Three of his buddies got in trouble this week for fighting. Two of the three were suspended. Now these boys are very kind hearted boys. They're "stinky boys," as Queenie says, but they are good boys. No bullies here. Number One Son wouldn't be friends with bullies, because he knows what it feels like to be bullied.
There is a neighborhood mom who saw a bit of the playground fight & is now, get this, spreading rumors about the boys & the fight. Really? Spreading rumors about children?
She is telling people that these boys are bullies & she even went so far as to send a scathing email to the moms of the two boys in trouble regarding their boys & their parenting.
Ok, you know, I understand, especially if her child was involved in the fight as well. What? Her child was not involved, you say? What? Oh, she has a daughter who was nowhere near the fight? What? Her daughter is not even in their class? Oh...
I'm sorry, I don't understand when people started thinking they had the right to nose into things that have nothing to do with them. And to insult a mother over something she knows nothing about, come on, moms. We have to stick together, first of all.
Secondly, gossiping about children. That's pretty immature & not setting a very good example.

Food Fight!!!

I have found myself in a place I didn't want to be. Not a terrible thing, I just feel very unqualified. I am in charge of the spring fundraiser at my children's elementary school. We are having a carnival with games & a silent auction as well.
We have decided to have a specific activity at the carnival for fundraising purposes that should prove to be very popular. An organized food fight. I'm excited about it, I think it will be a lot of fun. We have the location secured, but here is the question of the week:
In an environment like we find ourselves in these days, what kind of items are appropriate for a "food fight?" Expired food items? "Faux" food items?
We want to have fun, raise funds for our school, but we don't want to be wasteful or provide an example of wastefulness.
Any ideas, gentle readers?

Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss!

Happy Birthday Theodor Seuss Geisel, aka Dr. Seuss.

We had Green Eggs & Ham in honor of Dr. Seuss' birthday! The kids loved it.

I leave you with a couple of my favorite "Seussisms."

Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.

Be Who You Are and Say What You Feel Because Those Who Mind Don't Matter and Those Who Matter Don't Mind.

When Everyone's Super, No One Is...

So I've decided to drop back into the blogosphere with a bang. I'll catch you up a little bit on who I am, first of all...

I am a wife & a mother of three. I used to be the boss at my job, now I'm underemployed. I say "under" because I found a part time job after I was laid off from my bossy job. I am now a substitute teacher. So, I guess I am now the "Faux" Boss Lady.

Anyway, I kind of had an epiphany of sorts recently. Not really an epiphany, because God didn't audibly speak to me, but it was a definite light bulb moment.

I am a perfectionist. I didn't realize how much though until recently. Apparently I think I have to be Super Mom.

I've never liked Super Moms. I've always thought they were overachievers who need attention.

Well. Apparently I am and I do.

I had a friend inform me this week that she didn't understand why I didn't feel I could open up to her about things. I was talking to her about some things going on in my life and suddenly she turned it all around started telling me that she didn't understand why I didn't think she was a good friend and she would've thought I thought more of her after all these years. Please read the previous as exactly the way I've written it. That is not what she said. She didn't turn it all around and make it about me hurting her. That is only what I heard. Read on.

Now I've never been an open book. I actually spent the first 10 years of my married life trying very hard to be a closed book. DH was a minister and living in a fish bowl is never a fun thing. The more you open up about yourself and your life, the more people can use those things to hurt you. Sad thing to learn about in life, isn't it?

But the thing I've learned the past 5 years is that if you don't trust enough to open up, there are so many things you miss out on. Taking a chance and taking a leap is what makes life exciting!!!

But I'm still not a wide open book. And I learned the past few months or so that my plate is much smaller than I thought it was. I've been very overwhelmed by life. DH and I both have. He has taken it all in stride. It's the season of life we're in, this won't last forever. Of course God comes first in our family and our marriage, but by doing that, we also put our family and our marriage before other things.

Our children are getting older and they have activities that are essential for their growth, education and development (physical and spiritual). These activities along with life, jobs and day to day things just happen have us completely overwhelmed. DH says, no biggie, it is what it is right now.

I feel embarrassed that I feel overwhelmed. I feel like I don't want anyone, I mean ANYONE, to know that I can't do it all. I feel like a failure as a mother, as a wife and as a... dare I say it... Super Mom. I'm not a Super Mom. I'm a human mom. And my pride kept me from opening up about how I felt overwhelmed by life. And my friend got offended that I didn't feel I could share it with her. I probably would've gotten offended too. But as I sat and grew more and more indignant at why she would dare hurt my feelings over something I felt was so petty, I got to thinking and I began to pray about why exactly I do not open up about seemingly small things. And here we are.

Now, we all see (hopefully) that it had nothing to do with her. Good grief, this is obviously my issue. I've had so many people compliment my mothering skills, I guess I just became afraid to let them in on the secret. I'm winging it folks. But I am still a great mom, who is going to have to learn how to tell people no and tell people I am overwhelmed and not super. Especially family and friends.

So. Here goes.

My name is Boss Lady. I am a Human Mom. I can't do everything. I can only do what is best for my family and for myself. And sometimes that means saying "No." Sometimes that means not being able to successfully complete everything.

I definitely means modeling encouraging behavior to my children that tells them, "Yes, I am human. But I can try. And if I don't succeed the first time, or if I don't succeed at all, I am still a wonderful wife, a wonderful mom and a wonderful person. Who loves her family and her friends."

How's that for open book?

Thoughtful Tuesday

I'm starting something new today. Thoughtful Tuesdays are what I came up with. I will basically issue a deep thought, something wise, thought provoking or just a vent. I don't want this to become a venting, ranting outlet for me. I want it to be more. But I do have things on my mind.

Let's start small this week.

Here's something to think about.

Many of live our lives with experiences that no one else has. It's what makes life so exciting. If you have not specifically experienced the same thing as someone else, don't you dare judge or criticize someone for how they deal with those experiences. It's snotty, rude & let me tell you something. What goes around comes around.

She'll Be Coming Round the Mountain

So we had a great family weekend trip. We went to the mountains with Mr. Boss Lady's family. It was for his mom's birthday & it was nice. But sometimes family trips are just a pain in the tush.

I love DH's family, I do. My sister in law, Marvelous Marie, is one of my best friends, and our children have the best time playing with the cousins. Wonderful memories were sincerely made this weekend.

Sure, there was a little drama, there always is. And I'll admit, I created some of it. But we had a good time. We had a great time with cousins, brothers, sisters, & grandparents! And that is the truth. DH took our children & Tater, our

nephew, on a hike on Saturday I love how much fun they had and how they were talking about it when they returned. Great memories.

Then Marvelous Marie & I took a mini shopping trip into town & a had a great time reconnecting (life is busy you know). We all had a good time playing games & being silly too.

These kind of trips are good for families to do occasionally with each other.

I hope you all have a great week!

Wordless Wednesday

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